I remembered Her today.

I kind of miss Her.

I kind of miss Her enough that I want to follow her.

I should I have grabbed her leg.
I should have held on to her.
I should have asked her to bring me too.
I should have been there.

But you know what? No.

No.

I am glad I didn't go with her.

I wished I did, but now I do not.

I am glad to be alive.